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This blog is my random ramblings and photos of what is going on in the B&B, my life, but generally my little jaunts out which I hope will give you a taster of all the wonderful excursions to do in our area.

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Friday, 19 December 2008

Comrie

In Memory of my fantastic Dad, who died 19th December 2005.



Carse of Lennoch


Drummond Earnoch

Strowan Woodland Cemetery
Through lashing rain and sleet and snow I made my way to the village of Comrie today, having first picked up my mother in Perth. Comrie is just after the town of Crieff, less than an hour south west of Blairgowrie. Comrie means 'the meeting of the waters'. There are several ways to go but I went the A85 from Perth. We were visiting a place called Strowan Woodland Cemetery where my father's ashes are, he died very suddenly three years ago without warning whilst enjoying his morning coffee and scone and spookily his passport actually expired that day. My father and his parents came from Dundee but his parents moved to Comrie and farmed at Carse of Lennoch. My parents met and married in Comrie and initially farmed at a place called Drummond Earnoch. My mother's parents owned a hotel in Comrie called The Ancaster Arms and her father actually ended his days running a guest house in Dundee. I have a photo of the hotel somewhere which I must look out and one of my grandfather who always wore a kilt.
From a visitors point the area around Comrie and Crieff makes a great day out. There is the Crieff Visitor Centre , the stunning Drummond Gardens and the Glenturret Distillery now known as The Famous Grouse Experience
The list of things to do is extensive and it is well worth researching the area if you are coming on holiday eg. Perthshire A beautiful drive back to Blairgowrie is along the A822 through the Sma Glen which brings you back onto the A9 at Dunkeld.


1 comment:

Steve said...

My mother's family also farmed Drummond Earnoch from the early 1930's until the early 1950's before moving into Comrie. Perhaps when I'm in Crieff for the Drover's Tryst this year I'll have time to walk the path that runs by the old farm house.